Mom always taught me not to use the word hate. As if it were profanity.

I didn’t want to go to hell, but even the idea of reclaining my halo scared me because it would mean leaving Aly.

It’s one thing to be a wisecracking precocious teen hanging out with twenty-seven year olds.It’s another thing to get in the way of a grown man trying to get laid.

Don’t forget – no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.

Be classy. Anything but trashy.

How do you know me, girl?” He asked, his voice caked with venom. There was movement from the curtains and the throng of vamps seemed to cry out as one, in a sound of pure...

Teenagers think they are invincible” with that sly, stupid smile on their faces, they don’t know how right they are. We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think that...

He felt a little lost, after that experience. Lost as the girls on their knees. It was a never-ending story of young girls losing themselves, such that they were no longer humans with any souls...

Could you actually listen to me this time?” He asked with a faint smile on his face.

I work in a restaurant in an airport in Taiwan. I am eighteen years old and I don’t like my job because everyone gets on planes and leaves. And I want to leave too.

Even when or if I become one of you, I vow to appreciate life; to appreciate my strength because unlike you, it seems, I’ve worked to earn mine

I’m not the damsel in distress. I’m the villain. It’s only a matter of time before he realizes this.

…he had a way of taking your hand which made it clear he’d have to be the one to let go.”From Alice Hoffman’s “Local Girls”, pg.102.

Do many guys ask you out twice?””Only the ones with balls.

Eugene’s got a fake ID, and he actually gets away with using it because he looks like he’s thirty-six, thanks to his devotion to tasseled shoes and his ridiculous carpet of chest hair.

He wasn’t kissing me like I was going to break; he was kissing me like he thought he would break without this kiss.

Isabel wondered if there would ever be a time when she could stop being careful. If there would ever be a time when she could use other kinds of power. She missed it. It felt...

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The lights flickered, the pain went away, and her mother was holding her, singing ‘Sleep sweet sleep’. (The Children of Ankh series) Kim Cormack

Adolescence isn’t about relationships, its about dating. Its suppose to be relaxed, and fun. Isn’t that what being a teenager is all about?

You think your children are better than mine? Ha! When yours were out playing with gold, mine were out fighting for survival. You taught your children to roll in money when I taught mine what...

Why can’t I just Google it like everything else?! I hate you public library system!